My mind recalls the things I pick up more than the things I put down. I suffer from ADHD (Always Distractedly Hunting Down) things, particularly when it comes to my car keys, trauma shears, writing utensils and offspring who needed to be picked up from baseball practice. It’s harmless temporary amnesia really—until you forget leaving your cardiac monitor on scene. I wonder if I’d forget where I parked my ambulance if not for its distinctive shape and illumination. But in my defense, I can remember lots of things … specifically things I have forgotten.
‘You are always gambling with germs. You just want to keep the odds in your favor,’ —Charles Gerba W hat’s a lymph node to do? They’re everywhere. One hundred trillion of them, infiltrating our fragile life forms from within—devouring, digesting and reproducing faster than our nation’s national debt. Makes my T-cells quiver just knowing only 10% of my body cells are that of human while 90% of my remaining cells are made up of bacteria (a.k.a., Taco Bell).
“Nothing is at last sacred but the integrity of your own mind.” —Ralph Waldo Emerson
“After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible, is music.” —Aldous Huxley The inebriated voice slurred loudly from the back of the ambulance while I navigated traffic through the downtown bar district. My snickering partner poked her head into the cab from the captain’s chair to play interpreter, “Our detox bound guest requests you turn the radio up.”
‘Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while we’re here we should dance.’—Proverbs
EMS cartoonist and JEMS columnist Steve Berry offers this sweet holiday message to fellow prehospital providers.
My family has never welcomed me into the room with them if any of the following series were being illuminated across the televised screen:Quincy M.E.; St. Elsewhere; Doogie Howser, MD; Dr. Quinn, Medicine Woman; Providence; City of Angels; Gideon's Crossing; Strong Medicine; Chicago Hope; Grey's Anatomy; CSI; Crossing Jordan; ER; Private Practice; Royal Pains; Mercy; or Barney and Friends. Other than the purple dinosaur, for reasons I refuse to go into, do you see a pattern here?
How many times have you wanted to kick yourself after seeing a new EMS knickknack? You probably said, "I should've thought of that."
Ah, the stethoscope. It_s the iconic symbol of power for those working in the health-care industry. It not only transmits the internal sounds of any species with a pulse, but it communicates merit and reverence to its possessor. When slung around the neck in a resting position, it brings instant respect to the bearer of its weight.
Dear Sirenhead,One of your recent articles referred to PMS being checked in lower extremities. I_ve been married for more than 40 years, and I know what PMS means in my house, but I_m sure that_s not what you meant. I searched online and found hundreds of meanings, none of which made sense, either. I finally found a reference to PMS in an excerpt of a Caroline Paramedic book. It referred to distal pulses, motor skills and sensory feel of the extremities. My point is that I prefer English and big words to acronyms.„ƒPreferably Wordy